Impermanent Diamonds

A silent, diamond-studded world

Greets my eyes with the dawn.

The deep, November morning chill

Worked magic on the lawn.

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The fences, too, are glittering.

The leaves on every tree.

A world of wondrous, sparkling light

Dances, for all to see.

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And though the frost dooms, with its touch,

Each flower, leaf and fern,

Its brilliance on this crisp, new day

Is given, in return.

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Perhaps, to witness this exchange

Is to learn life moves on

And beauty is ephemeral

And like the frost, soon gone.

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The very sun that sparkles now

Upon the frigid rime

Will cause its imminent demise.

Each wonder has its time.

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So, as the diamonds fade from view,

I welcome the new day.

And bid the frost a fond farewell,

Grateful for the display.

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